Friday, May 21, 2010

werewolf catpower

Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Comes stepping along
He don't even break the branches where he's gone
Once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying
I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying

Cryin' nobody knows, nobody knows, body knows
How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes
Cryin' nobody know, nobody knows my pain
When I see that it's risen; that fool moon again

For the werewolf, for the werewolf has sympathy
For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.
And only he goes to me, man this little flute I play
All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play

For the werewolf, for the werewolf, has sympathy
For the werewolf, somebody like you and me

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture

I sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty

Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally

I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief
I sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty

I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry flavored antacids

I sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

"Holiday In Cambodia"

DEAD KENNEDYS

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

Monday, May 10, 2010

niçin sevmekten vazgeçtim?


Aristonun yer yüznü işaret eden parmağı..
Platonun gözyüzünü gösteren umuduyla savaştı
ve benim zihnimde platon yenik düştü
gerçekten!!

Aristo, sevgili akıl filozofum ruhun şaad olsun, bu devirde yaşasaydın hala aklı savunabilir miydin bazen merak ediyorum..
Tasavvursuz bir dünya hayalini gerçekler çerçevesinde çizmek ve ne kadar olanaklı, her kes kürekleri akıntıya doğru hızla çekerken kendine sakin bir ada aramak..
Robinsonun cumasına bu gece selam ederim.Hiç o adadan sıkıldığı olmuşmudur acaba?
Kaçtığım, aradığım her şey yalnızlıktan ibaret..
Ey sen güzel sesi gecenin,
Bu gece benimle kalır mısın?
Yalnızca şarkı söyle bana
ve avut beni..
yaralarımı sar
çünkü yeni yaralarla başa çıkacak gücüm yok ..
sen güzel kokusu, baharın
benim çocuğum olur musun ?
sabahında kaybolan öykünün
ve sonra
ışıltılarıyla bir anı olup kendini hatırlatan?

Cam fanusum çatlamış..

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